Revalation

When that day comes. All that is hidden will be exposed. Christ- Standing between humanity and damnation, Horses and chariots- Priests and priestesses, Emperors and empress Naked souls- Awaiting to enter eternal punishment; and Fortunate ones: Those that never suckled on breasts oozing with sour sweet gall. Those that never took a gasp of breath on this world where might is right. Those that never took a grasp on bottles filled with clots of powdered milk- Or glues that would forever bind them to the burden of life. Oh! Fortunate ones that crossed this here earth ere their birth will rise to the heavens. They will soar on wings looking down on wretched mortals sitting on the gates of hell- Awaiting the bell that would summon them to the belly of the earth… Demons and saints, And those that dwelled on paints. Painting women as the creator of sin, And those that found sanctuary in pens- Depicting stories centuries of story’s high speaking in metaphors, composing the BOOKS Where foul is fair and fair is foul. They will sit, close-up to the face of GOD A sword will be lifted high, The frail and the strong will faint as the almighty shows his might and- JUDGMENT is passed on us, there will be no bravery- No prayers on an alter bearing the CRUCIFIX will exempt us. An alter, a crucifix or a dagger… The relationship- a SACRIFICE When the blood shed will quench the thirst of the pilgrims that showed us harm; and Our bodies planted in the soil for only TIME to reap. When that day comes and the hidden is exposed, There will be no bravery, and deliverance will be at hand.